Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 120 The Great Confucian
Cai Hengxing's words of praise do not need to be spilled like money, and the two Taoists are very clear about what his intentions are.

Since he is the number one scholar, if he can make friends, it is best to be able to be tainted with a little bit of kindness for guidance, and it is only natural to become one of his own when the time comes.

Cai Hengxing was shrewd and cunning, and his abacus could be heard from miles away.

Xue Dongming and Taoist Yuhe looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.

Such well-educated people are not only liked by Cai Hengxing, they are also willing to accept them.

Because it is too easy for such a well-learned person to enter the scope of the imperial court's selection of scholars.

Today's son is thirsty for talents, if he gets into the eyes of the emperor, high officials and rich salary will come soon.

……

White Water Dragon Palace

Bai Nu is constantly using the Dragon Balls to nourish his exhausted spirit, and is doing his best to prepare for the Shinto test in a few years.

Although it is close to ten deaths and no life, Bai Nu is not willing to sit and wait for death.

At this time, he also suddenly turned into a dragon shadow and flew out of the river, and in an instant he came to the white water sky. He stared in the direction of Fengyang County with wide eyes in surprise.

Looking from a distance, a strong and fierce awe-inspiring inspiration stirred the sky, and the awe-inspiring righteousness rushed straight into the sky, sweeping away the universe.

"This kind of majestic aura, fierce and unparalleled, is really a god and a ghost!"

Looking at these strange omens, Bai Nu's expression also changed.

In an instant, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Although having a noble and righteous energy is scary to gods and ghosts, if you are willing to provide shelter, you can reduce your calamity in the divine way.

Shinto has long been anecdotal. When some gods or elves are facing catastrophe, they often like to go to the homes of those well-educated people to seek refuge.

If that well-learned person has a strong sense of righteousness, he can get a copybook, even a single word, which can give him a chance to survive.

Originally, the catastrophe was approaching, and he already had the will to die, but now he saw a glimmer of life.

Just looking at the direction carefully, he couldn't help being startled.

"The Zhang family..."

There was some consternation in Bai Nu's eyes.

He was sure that he was not mistaken, because his daughter often went to Zhang's house, and he would pay more or less attention to it.

"When did the Zhang family come to have such a capable person?"

Bai Nu's eyes were a little astonished, and at the same time, there was some speculation in his eyes, but the thought in his heart made him unbelievable.

So it was Zhang Jian who burst out with such awe-inspiring righteousness?
He had met Zhang Jian before, but there was no trace of righteousness on Zhang Jian's body!
Unless it is a coincidence that one understands some key points and successfully condenses the great righteousness into the soul.

Regardless of the possibility, Bai Nu felt a little itchy in his heart.

The matter was so important that he was going to see it for himself.

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In the yard, Zhang Jian went through a dozen failed visualizations.

At this time, the invisible light around him was distorted in an instant, and a bronze-colored brilliance slowly emerged behind his head. Looking vaguely, it seemed that some strong atmosphere was born from it, but looking carefully, there was nothing.

Only some immortal cultivators with magical powers can see that in the center of the bronze color, a small bronze tripod slowly condenses and appears, with the power to suppress the inspiration of heaven and earth and delay the mind of God.

The three-type Sheji King Ding was truly condensed by him after only a dozen trials and errors.

The third-type Sheji Wangding is more three-dimensional than the second-type Sheji Wangding, and its suppression ability is also stronger.

Zhang Jian can perceive that this is a very strong soul defense technique, which can defend against many strange soul illusions, or the impact of divine thoughts.

As for how strong the defense ability is, Zhang Jian doesn't know.

Without testing, it is impossible to get accurate data.

But it must be very 'strong'!
The joy of this success infected his mind.

There is nothing more enjoyable than getting the rewards you deserve after working.

What's more, he didn't spend a lot of power this time and got what he should have been rewarded.

His eyes were eager to try: "Perhaps we can continue to attack the four-type Saji Wangding cauldron. The four-type Saji Wangding cauldron needs to condense a corresponding level of Qianlong fate, and integrate this pattern into the tripod wall. Turning it into a foundation, once the practice is successful, it corresponds to the golden core level soul defense technique..."

Zhang Jian felt that he still had energy.

As for the special fate called Aspirations Mountains and Rivers, it is not difficult to condense it with the roots of a county. It is only necessary to condense the landscape pattern of Fengyang County into the body.

But after thinking about it, he still held back.

Now that he has continuously cultivated Type [-] and Type [-] Sheji Wangding, he should calm down in time, settle down a little bit, and wait until he fully understands the mystery of Type [-] Sheji Wangding before making an impact.

In a moment of thought, he restrained the awe-inspiring fire on his body surface that was burning like a scorching sun.

He noticed that the Great Virtue Fire in the depths of Yuxin had dimmed a lot, but what made him happy was that after he stopped consuming it, it slowly absorbed the mana in his body and was recovering.

But the recovery speed is not very fast.

"It seems that we still have to maintain a good habit of reading!"

Such thoughts flashed through Zhang Jian's mind.

Thoughts flickered, the awe-inspiring fire burning around him like the scorching sun was slowly absorbed into his body, and the awe-inspiring righteousness circulating in his body dissipated.

At this moment, Zhang Jian looked into the depths of the void with a flick of his eyes.

A moment later, a stream of white air came from outside the Zhang family, flying out of the void in an instant like a lightning bolt.

"Master!"

From far away, Zhang Jian heard the cheers of a little girl.

A happy figure of Bai Xianyin appeared in front of Zhang Jian.

Seeing Zhang Jian's gaze, she looked slightly surprised. Zhang Jian seemed to have noticed her arrival in advance, but just glanced at the invisible wave of inspiration gathered around Zhang Jian, and a white light flashed deep in Bai Xianyin's eyes. Couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"My little master, you visualized the King of Sheji Cauldron so quickly? How fast!"

"Good luck, the Sheji King Ding was condensed ahead of time!"

Zhang Jian smiled slightly.

Bai Xianyin couldn't help but said happily: "The young master is indeed very talented. He was able to cultivate successfully in such a short period of time without the teaching of the elders who passed on the skills. He really is the immortal seed!"

Then she took out another jade pendant from her body and threw it to Zhang Jian.

"Little master, this is the jade pendant that the master asked the uncle to hand over to you. This jade pendant has the power of imitating fate, it is very magical! Can you see if it can cover up your fate?!"

Zhang Jian glanced at the jade pendant full of green brilliance in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he refined a little mana in his hand.

I saw this jade pendant turned into a stream of light and sank into the depths of my soul.

At the same time, a brilliant spark flowed out from the depths of the heart, and continuously flowed into the depths of the soul. He could perceive with his inner vision that the two fates in the palace of fate were immediately covered by an invisible layer of clear light.

The fate of the True King Chide was shrouded in awe-inspiring righteousness, and turned into a special fate composed of awe-inspiring righteousness.

"The life of a great Confucian!"

(End of this chapter)